"Suck and slip~"

Sitting on a bent bamboo, sipping tea one by one, Song Zhisong was very disturbed, such a good tea for Bai Blind was actually given to such a rough person. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thinking that the tea was handed to him personally, Song Zhisong wanted to chop off his own hands, but when he thought of what happened next, he could only wait for the tea to be finished.

But it was as if he hadn't drunk enough, drinking cup after cup, like an old cow drinking water, it was estimated that he didn't taste the taste of tea at all.

Finally waited for him to put down the teacup, Song Zhisong was about to speak, and he took the first step and said: "What rotten tea, a bitter taste, and tea foam!"

"That's Xinghuacao, you stupid dog!"

Song Zhi's teeth were about to be crushed, he was so bad to drink and drank so much, he had never drunk tea in his previous life, why didn't he drink you to death!

However, for the sake of his safety in the second half of his life, Song Zhisong was thinking in his mind, he didn't dare to offend this guy who slaughtered thousands of people in one day.

"Old man, what are you calling me here for!"

When he was about to return to Shuiyun Mountain, a paper crane suddenly blocked his way and led him here.

At first, he also complained, "No matter how cultivators like to stay in the woods and bamboo forests!"

"I'm ashamed to say that. ”

After mentioning the stubble, Song Zhisong was a little embarrassed, and was about to say it when he was interrupted.

"Don't say it if you're ashamed!"

It's the same as the girls, and it's probably nonsense, so it's better to save this time and do something meaningful.

"Huh!"

How can this guy say that he will change his face when he changes, and his indifferent appearance has stimulated the nerves of Song Zhisong, an old cultivator, are all young people like this now?

"Alas, Zhan Xiu is really a group of impetuous guys!"

Although it is a little difficult to erase face, for the sake of the future, Song Zhisong still said: "Senior Zhao has passed away, to put it mildly, it is estimated that there is no wise man in Shuiyun Mountain today!"

"What do you want to say?"

For Song Zhisong's words, he didn't show anything unusual, he was a martial artist, and his strategy was extremely mediocre, so the old man was not wrong when he said that he was not a wise man.

But being said to have no brains also made him very unhappy, and now he has begun to plan the idea of how to hang Song Zhisong, if this old man can't say anything that satisfies him next, he will not only smash this bamboo forest, but also strip him naked and hang here.

Well, that's pretty much a gas.

Because of this change, Song Zhisong felt as if he was being targeted by something, and he had a terrible chill behind him, and the whole person was on pins and needles.

Qiang cheered up and continued to say the thoughts that were ready in his mind, "Because of Senior Zhao, the people of the entire Chaos Land are staring at Shuiyun Mountain, and those people before are a lesson from the past. ”

"You also know that those are just some pawns, and the really powerful guys haven't made a move yet, and they are all hiding in the shadows and watching, waiting for the real time to come, break through your defense line in one fell swoop, and seize the inheritance left by Zhao's predecessors. ”

The inheritance of a Jindan cultivator is similar to the jade seal of the country in today's chaotic land, as long as it can be inherited, it will inevitably become the new master of the chaotic land in time.

"Cut!"

Hearing Song Zhisong mention the inheritance left by Zhao Yu, he couldn't help but laugh, there are indeed a lot of things left by that old thing, but it can't stand the number of people.

Zhao Tiezhu and Zhao Hu don't have many points, and there are a lot of secret skills, some of which are greedy for the Jindan period, but there are better things to be born in the Demon Division, and the guy who is not even willing to learn the two big demons teaches, how can he practice the secret skills left by the Jindan period.

Therefore, Zhao Yu's inheritance is chicken ribs in the eyes of evil, tasteless food, and it is a pity to abandon it, and this group of hillbillies who have never seen the world will be snatched up like treasures.

"Rob it!"

said nonchalantly, and then, the momentum on his body changed, and Song Zhisong, who was closest to him, seemed to smell the rich blood coming out of him.

"Shuiyun Mountain, anyone can come, anyone can grab it, because that's just something I don't have. ”

"But even the garbage I don't need is not for anyone to touch!"

The white bones all over the ground on Shuiyun Mountain are the most powerful proof of his words.

To this day, the blood qi that lingers in the sky has not subsided, and it is rumored that when the people of the Zhao clan get up at night, they can see a large number of dead souls wandering on Shuiyun Mountain, and the strong resentment can be felt from afar.

But the remnants of their sanity kept them from approaching the dwelling place, and two terrifying and desperate auras deeply shocked them.

From early morning to twilight slaughter, the blood-stained shadows of half of the mountain remained imprinted in the depths of their souls even after they had been turned into unjust souls.

"Yes, the Ape Demon Twin Demons are very powerful, and they can kill all enemies with one enemy and a thousand, but have you ever thought about it, what about those juniors? They are not so strong, and you can't always protect them. ”

Song Zhisong is also very impressed by the two apes he has never seen, and his strength can almost be said to be the strongest in the same level, but it is only at the same level.

They couldn't do it to intimidate everyone like Zhao Yu, and they knew that leaving Ape Fuji in Shuiyun Mountain was based on this consideration.

But does it have anything to do with them?

"Where have I been protecting them, I let those bastards out of the way not long ago!"

He also felt that he was leaving very chic, without the group of rabbit cubs dragging his feet, killing people could be cool, and no one would hinder him in whatever he wanted to do.

“...”

Hearing that he had driven all the Zhao kids, Song Zhisong took a sip of the cup of herbal tea in front of him expressionlessly, as if he had been trampled by tens of thousands of unknown creatures in his heart.

", Zhen Nyima is willful, if you want to be so irresponsible, then you are the descendant of the Jindan stage cultivator!"

"Big brother, it's a loss!"

Song Zhisong was about to cry, and the plan that he thought had a great success rate collapsed because of a bad word.

Looking at the unpretentious face in front of him, Song Zhisong was vomiting blood in his heart, and he couldn't see the slightest trace at all.

Either his acting skills are too good, or he really did it unintentionally, and if it is the latter, it is really terrifying.

This shows that the master in front of him is really without scruples, and it is precisely because of his scruples that he does things that gives people a sense of play.

When he met such a guy, Song Zhisong didn't know what to say except to admit defeat.

Playing tricks, people can kill you without talking, compared to combat power, and their own cultivation is one level higher than him, and they will only be hanged and beaten.

In the end, Song Zhisong chose to give in, and almost hugged his thighs and begged him to give him a bite to eat.

Qingyun Academy is gone, it is the other seven gates, the reason is that they think that Song Zhisong is useless, rather than leaving a guy who is not with their own heart, it is better to kill him and find someone to be the gentleman of Qingyun Academy again.

Song Zhisong, who was chased and killed, had no choice but to roll up all the collections of the academy and escape, he didn't expect that he would encounter trouble here, and when he thought of his current situation, he wanted to fight.

The result is a great joy for everyone.

("Happy your sister!") Song Zhisong picked up the teapot and poured a certain ink on his face.)

"Give a pill of Yin and Yang Fusion Pill, add three hundred, kneel and thank you!"

Stained with the ink on his face, a certain ink quietly wrote such a paragraph on the book in his hand.

"Please forgive me!"

Someone is spineless and kneeling on the ground!)